"I smelled guilt... no one tried to find me on his own initiative... Didn't you know long ago that I took the method to prevent death? Yes, maybe you think there is a stronger force to defeat Voldemort and your loyal master... For example, the old man hiding in Hogwarts? Or the boy who survived the disaster in front of you?"

The Death Eaters kneeling on the ground raised their heads tremblingly, and when they saw Harry, they all breathed in.

"Lucius, are you surprised? I heard that your son is in the same grade as Harry Potter?"

"Lord, Master," Lucius Malfoy's voice came from the dense team of Death Eaters, "The Malfoy family has always been loyal to you, Draco, Draco and Porter are mortal enemies in the school! He hates Muggles, Porter, and Dumbledore, just like me."

Lucius raised his head, "Master, it's great that you can come back-"

"Lucius," said Voldemort lazily, "My sly friend, hypocrisy is engraved into your bones. You, like everyone else, have never tried to find me... But your performance at the Quidditch Century Cup is very interesting, I believe... you are still willing to take the lead in to torture Muggles, right? Although you disappointed me at one point... I hope you will play for me more loyally in the future."

"Of course, master, of course... you are magnanimous, thank you..."

Next, Voldemort was famous one by one, including those who did not come. The Death Eaters kneeling on the ground were like waiting for the judgment of fate. Harry took the opportunity to keep signaling Hermione with his eyes. He succeeded, and Hermione gave a clever glance.

"The Ring of the Utabola." Harry murmured softly.

Hermione stared at him, not hearing clearly.

"Ring of the Utrodos." Harry raised his voice slightly. This time, Hermione heard it. She nodded gently to Harry and moved her arms in a small range. At this time, Voldemort finally completed the judgment of the Death Eaters, and they gathered again under Voldemort's banner.

"Next, the climax of my return night, the drama I prepared carefully." Voldemort turned around, his slit-like nose wings slightly expanded, Hermione immediately stopped moving, and Voldemort raised his wand: "Let's witness the death of Harry Potter together."

The entire Death Eaters held up their wands and said in unison: "Watch Harry Potter's death."

Harry felt the rope that bound him suddenly loosened. He had a sudden inspiration and fell in the direction of Hermione. With the help of his body, he pulled the rope on Hermione's body twice. Hermione quickly reached into his pocket.

A low sneer sounded around.

"Please forgive me, I have to admit that before this, the boy who survived the disaster was tortured." Voldemort held his wand and grinned a cold curve.

The crowd laughed even more happily.

"Come here, Potter, welcome your destiny." Voldemort whispered.

Harry tried his best to get time for Hermione. After so long, the school must have found that they were missing. No, it should have been known from when they held the trophy but did not appear off the field, but the school could not find their whereabouts... This is exactly the function of the Weatherbuster Ring.

"Oh?" Voldemort dragged his long tone. "Harry Potter looks a little nervous, you guys get out of the way. I remember, you should have learned the duel?"

The Death Eaters laughed and dispersed even further. Harry limped to his wand, picked up the wand on the ground, and picked up Ron and Hermione's wands and put them in his pocket.

"Children's trick." Voldemort sneered.

"Let's bow to each other, Harry," he said, owing, but his snake face kept looking at Harry, "Come on, etiquette is to be followed... Dumbledore must want you to behave very well... Bow to death, Harry..."

Harry stared at him stubbornly, and Voldemort's wand was gently pressed down, and in order to humiliate him, Voldemort deliberately let him maintain this position for a while. The surroundings were filled with laughter.

This is not bad either... Harry thought, at least delayed the time.

"Then, the duel begins."

Harry quickly raised his wand, and the red light gathered at the tip of the wand, but Voldemort hit him with a faster speed, a spell. Harry fell to the ground in pain, feeling the white and hot knife constantly cutting his body. He howled in pain, stumbled towards the wall of humans composed of Death Eaters. He saw a Death Eater with light golden hair under his mask, and one of his hands reached into his pocket.

What was he doing? Harry couldn't help thinking, and the next second he was pushed back by the Death Eaters around him.

"It hurts, Harry?" said Voldemort, his nostrils spreading excitedly, "need to take a break? You have to learn to endure, because I will use this spell...the heart-drawing spell... until the end of your life."

The sound around was suppressed, and the Death Eater looked at Voldemort with awe, and Voldemort was very satisfied with it.

But Harry discovered an abnormality. If he didn't think of knocking off the wand, Voldemort had only used one spell on him from beginning to end, and coupled with the fearful expression he thought he had read it wrong... Harry suddenly realized.

"You are afraid of me! Voldemort, you are afraid of me!" Harry shouted.

"What did you say, Potter?" Voldemort asked softly.

"You dare not use a life-seeking spell on me, right?" Harry shouted loudly, saying his guess, whether it is true or false, it can at least delay it for a while. "You are afraid of the magic protection my mother gave me with her life, and are worried that the spell will rebound on you again, so that you will be done! It has become a joke!"

The Death Eaters around were silent, only the cold and sobbing wind at night.

Voldemort was silent for a short time, then showed a cold smile, "I just want to torture you - heart-wrenching!"

The spell hit Harry, but this time he did not fall - he trembled all over, but his eyes were staring at Voldemort, "You are afraid, Voldemort! I was not sure at first, but now I believe it 100%. Mom's protection exists in my blood. You have had enough of such pain, right?"

"Thirteen years ago! It was once! It was another time to possess Professor Quirrell's head three years ago! How embarrassed you were at that time. You really should let these people see that pitiful look!" Harry mocked loudly. Voldemort looked so angry that his pale and slender hands trembled for the first time.

"Heart--Heart--Heart--Heart--"

Harry opened his arms fearlessly and gave up his resistance. At this moment, a blood-colored light fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily, blocking Harry's body, "Ding Ding Ding!" The heart-breaking curse was deviated.

Harry opened his eyes wide, and a steel knight was blocking him. He couldn't tell whether it was a magic puppet or a spell. He could only recognize that the knight was wearing a medieval armor with blood stains on his body, as if he had just experienced a battle, and he held an extremely huge shield in his hands.

"What--" Voldemort suddenly turned around, looked into the air, and said gritting his teeth: "Felix Hepp!"

"It's me." Felix said calmly, standing in the air, behind him was a pair of silver-shining wings swaying gently.

"You came just right," Voldemort sneered, "I have been suppressing the idea of ​​looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself - Avada gnawed the big tile!" The green light blocked the sky, Felix's silver wings flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared in the air.

When he appeared again, he was already standing next to Harry and the Knight, holding a ball of black lightning in his left hand. His other hand suddenly slashed, and the ropes bound to Ron and Hermione were loosened, and they staggered to their knees. "Take Ron and Hermione first, use the trophy door key, the 'Knight' will temporarily protect you." He said to Harry.

A strong hope surged in Harry's heart.

"Stop them!" Voldemort's snake face was twisted, and the green light filled his vision. The Knight pulled Harry and dodged to the side. Felix turned around and avoided the spell. He appeared again in the air, and the black lightning in his hand poured down, slashing towards the earth with hundreds of strokes.

The Death Eaters immediately scattered, but a few unlucky guys were struck.

Felix noticed that Crouch was moving towards Harry, his eyes flashed, just pretending that he hadn't seen it.

Harry found himself being brought to Ron and Hermione by the Knight, "Thank you-" He didn't know what to say. Maybe there was a wizard hidden in the armor, but he was suddenly stunned, because the Knight was wiped out by the green light of the life-seeking curse, and half of his body was gone. The shield above and the right half of his shoulder were gone, and the neat break was corroded by something green.

"Harry, Trophy-" Hermione said weakly, and she helped Ron to stand up.

"Trophy - by the way, the trophy is coming!" Harry shouted with his wand, but the fight was too fierce. Although they were on the edge of the battlefield, they still suffered aftermath. A large amount of soil was overturned, and black tombstones soared into the sky and smashed at Felix under Voldemort's control.

"Brother, I want the trophy to be in that direction." Ron grinned.

"Oh, that's right!" Harry said hurriedly, he changed his wand in another direction, "The trophy flew!" He heard the sound of breaking through the air. This time, a figure suddenly rushed out, "It's broken into pieces!" He shouted with a grim smile.

Harry, Ron and Hermione watched as the shattering spell smashed the trophy.

"Come with me and deal with Potter and the others! The master will deal with Hepp!" Little Crouch shouted at the top of his throat. More than a dozen black shadows responded to him. The colorful spells attacked them. The Knight stood up and put the broken shield on the ground. All spells were bounced away.

"Go around to the back!" Crouch saw the flaw.

"Let's go back!" Harry shouted, his wand was handed out of the gap, and the disarming spell was activated silently. A Death Eater's wand came out of his hand and flew towards Harry, "splitting." Harry shouted again, the wand broke into several pieces in the air.

"Where to retreat?" Ron shouted with one foot.

Harry did not answer. He saw that Death Eaters were walking around and had already reached their side. He quickly threw out a few coma spells, but the quick and urgent spell scared the two reckless Death Eaters. They dared not approach without restraint.

Hermione pulled Ron, "There is a huge yew behind it."

Harry was in trouble at this time. He didn't know how to make the "Knight" obey orders. Judging from his previous performance, it was quite intelligent and didn't look like a magical person.

"We're going to go back, you're following us, have you heard?" Harry said to the Cavaliers.

Without a response, the Knight just stood in front of them indifferently.

During this period of time, the Death Eaters surrounded him again.

"Retreat!" Harry said decisively, and at the same time, they supported the Demonic Iron Armor Curse. They took a few steps back. The knight, who had not been moving, moved, and then took a step back, always blocking in front of them.

"It's really OK!" Harry was overjoyed. They quickly retreated to the vicinity of the yew, and barely maintained the situation under the protection of the huge tree trunk and half a Knight's shield.

"Give it!" Harry took out two magic wands from his pocket, which he had picked up before.

"Great!" Ron shouted with a pale face. With the addition of Ron and Hermione, the Death Eater's offensive became more cautious, especially after Ron used the Light Fire Spell to turn a Death Eater point into a torch.

The Death Eaters tried to extinguish the flames, but ordinary water had no effect at all. After a while, the flames were extinguished and the Death Eater was dying.

"They are afraid of this spell! They should have thought of it - it has a miraculous effect on the black wizard!"

Hermione barely used the ancient magic she mastered. The golden flame turned into a firebird and flew quickly to a Death Eater. He opened his mouth and pecked him on his face. The Death Eater immediately let out a tragic cry.

"Save me!" he shouted.

Little Crouch summoned the water flow, and the golden flames were extinguished unusually slowly, and the Death Eater was burned to the point of blood.

"Is he dead?" Hermione asked tremblingly.

"Don't worry!" Ron shouted.

But next, Hermione just lets the firebirds hover around the yew and the Knights, sprinkling golden flames. No matter how little Crouch urges, the Death Eaters dare not come forward.

"Use the termination spell!" Crouch shouted.

"Except your weapon!" Harry seized the opportunity and released the disarming spell with all his strength. The red light of the spell was like a long laser beam. Little Crouch immediately supported the iron armor spell. Harry increased his magic power at the same time, and the beam sparked everywhere. Three Death Eaters who were close to Little Crouch were hit. The wand escaped from his hands and flew into the deep darkness. Ron followed with the coma spell-

"Only two hits," Ron said regretfully.

Harry took a busy look at the distance. The cemetery had been completely destroyed, with deep pits and gravel everywhere. Professor Happ used continuous phantoms to move, and at the same time, he dragged out seven afterimages. The spell formed an airtight net, surrounding Voldemort in the center, forming a dead end. The spell used by the professor turned out to be-

Life-seeking curse!

Voldemort summoned a silver shield from the thin air. The life-seeking curse hit the shield and made a "sizzling" sound. The next second, the life-seeking curse that was weakened a lot made it pierce through the shield, but Voldemort took advantage of this time to escape.

Voldemort grinned, "Good tactics, but your life-seeking curse is too weak, it depends on me!" He raised his wand, and then his figure disappeared from the spot. He was suspended in the air, without any assistance from wings, and appeared on the right side of Felix. In an instant, the dazzling green light illuminated half of the cemetery-

"Avada chewed on big tile--"

The spell beat Felix to pieces.

The battle stopped in an instant. Everyone looked into the air. The green light had not yet dissipated. The fragments of Felix Happ's body were shining crystal clear, falling down like petals.

Lucius Malfoy, who had been paddling, had his eyes protruded and he died like this? What about Dumbledore? Are you so confident that you can deal with the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters? He immediately reached into his pocket, where there were the contact items that Felix had given him before, but now it suddenly turned into a hot potato.
To be continued...